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Half decayed you refuse to die

In a tight clench of war you silently dwell

leaving Memories behind

You step inside the war you’ve once despised

Weeping with bloody tears

You march onwards

Forgotten are all the fears

You no longer feel

The pain of living hell

Absorbed by the pleasure to kill

Soulless finds no rest

All in exit wounds

You crawl like a worm

leaving your empty graves behind

Slaughter. It starts.

Living dead

In living hell